A long day If ever these questions were yours what would you say? You don't know But I'm writing the answers on cheap paper napkins And now he's turning off And now she's shutting down And it's not what it seems Nothing's the same when you give it away No, it's not what it seems It's just what you think it is And these fights They climb through my veins like it's mecury rising And these nights I seem to remember a home that was better And now he's turning off And now she's shutting down And it's not what it seems Nothing's the same when you give it away No, it's not what it seems It's just what you think it is And now he's turning off His family's breaking down And it's not what it seems Nothing's the same when you give it away No, it's not what it seems It's just what you think it is Just what you think it is No, it's not what it seems Nothing's the same when you give it away No, it's not what it seems It's just what you think Just what you think it is It's just what you think it is What you think it is